Dreams – 9/6

9/6/25 #1: I was in my mom’s kitchen sorting through baseball gloves. Someone thought mine was theirs and I pointed out how old it was, so it had to be mine. The bus to take us to the Olympics arrived but I had to go upstairs to get something. I got upstairs and it was blocked off by stacks of un-setup cardboard boxes and smelled like wet paint (I DID smell it within the dream). I knocked the boxes down, then low-crawled through the hallway to my bedroom door, but I had to squeeze through a tiny opening cut into the door’s bottom since it was otherwise solid/unmovable. The room was empty and I started to panic and rushed downstairs because I saw the bus in the alley starting to move and heard people thinking at me “You’re late!”

9/6/25 #2: I was in the small basement room in my mom’s and there were piles of things. The setters from my 2025 UIU team were there looking at stuff. I found boxes of squishy baseballs/wiffle balls that all had blue ink on them (like the game ball I have from age-12) but some were translucent and I realized they weren’t baseballs, those were eggs with moldy dead fetuses of birds(?) still inside them. I showed one to the setters and they started screaming, so I took the obvious ones and headed upstairs.

9/6/23 #1: There was a shirtless guy, middle aged wearing safety-orange shorts. He was standing in a school hallway, shirtless, between classes and he just kept flexing his pecs and biceps.

9/6/23 #2: I was with Eric Canfield and we were on a bus doing something for the USMC–when we switched and we were in a van with him driving and a Marine in the backseat. I spotted a giant tornado ahead on the left. It got dark, started raining, and then I noticed a tornado on the right really close. I tried to yell “Punch it!” but I couldn’t talk. The tornado went right over us and we wound up okay except the road we were on was turned to mud and we were stuck, unable to get where we wanted to go.

9/6/23 #3: I was helping the Marines [a theme last night, it seems] in a classroom of HS freshmen. They were working on creating media presentations. Two girls sat down in front of a camera and I could see myself in the screen’s reflection and the reflection inside the glasses of me in the reflection. I noticed the girls were sitting in front of arcade consoles–one had a hockey game being played featuring the NY Rangers. They didn’t notice because they were focused on the camera.

9/6/22: There was snow on the ground and I was trying to get to my buried car. I had to use the shovel on the roof and engine hood. A woman with me then tried to get into the car to start the engine so heat could help melt stuff. I kept trying to remove snow/ice from the headlights with the shovel but it was too unwieldy.

9/6/21: I was at a birthday party as the guest of John Wick, though everyone thought he was Keanu Reaves. We were walking down a hallway [like the long hotel hall in ‘The Shining’] when I needed to go to the bathroom. Wick waited outside. While I was in the bathroom, I heard him talking with the party host–a woman. Wick made a comment that he didn’t like how a different guest was acting “His mouth is closer to hers than the mask she’s wearing.” The host said the guy could cause trouble especially since Keanu was a movie star. Wick just said “I’ll handle it.” I hurried in the bathroom because I knew I’d need to film everything in slo-mo for posterity.